The Broken Sword
Editor: Transn
With the Mountain Toppling Sword in hand, Tuoba Linsu displayed no lack of vigour, as if turning into an inaccessible mountain.
No flaw could be found on him.
Zhang Ruochen felt the change in Tuoba Linsu, and a will to fight rose in his heart. His blood started boiling.
Finally, a true sword master!
Zhang Ruochen said, "My name is Zhang Ruochen. What is yours?"
"Tuoba Linsu." Tuoba Linsu understood that Zhang Ruochen had agreed to compete with him.
They stood only five steps apart, pressing their hands to their hilts and gearing up for the fight.
Neither of them made the first move. They observed each other quietly, trying to find flaws.
The young prodigies beside the battle stage all started to discuss amongst themselves.